Kate's first out of diaper poop was directed at her father last week. I can't believe I forgot to share this with you all!
Daddy P was drawing Kate a bath. While he does so, he (apparently) lets her crawl around diaperless. After some crawling, she made her way over to Daddy P and pulled herself up next to him to watch the water fill up in the bathtub. When he looked down the next time, she was stomping poop into our bathroom rug. I know all this because the next thing that happened was for me to hear a yell of "HELP! COME HELP!" while I was downstairs enjoying my mommy-free time.
Yeah fun. Poop during mommy-free time.
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Friday, July 24, 2009
Finally! Hope!
Little cruiser:
People, I found one! I finally, finally, interviewed a babysitter who got on the floor and PLAYED with Kate! No no, even better, when Kate crawled to the window to talk to the dog the babysitter walked over there and crouched down (crouched down!) and talked to her about what she was looking at. Kate let her pick her up (she wouldn't let her uncle do that! uh, sorry uncle adam...) and was giggling most of the time. So, yeah, I hired her. She's going to cover next week until we get a nanny hired, and watch Kate Monday nights when Daddy P and I play competitive Christian volleyball. (Funny, right?)
Whew.
People, I found one! I finally, finally, interviewed a babysitter who got on the floor and PLAYED with Kate! No no, even better, when Kate crawled to the window to talk to the dog the babysitter walked over there and crouched down (crouched down!) and talked to her about what she was looking at. Kate let her pick her up (she wouldn't let her uncle do that! uh, sorry uncle adam...) and was giggling most of the time. So, yeah, I hired her. She's going to cover next week until we get a nanny hired, and watch Kate Monday nights when Daddy P and I play competitive Christian volleyball. (Funny, right?)
Whew.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Toothless and cranky
Little Miss decided not to nap yesterday morning. And she dropped her morning nap down to 45 minutes the two days before that. We are trying for a nap as I type, and it's sounding promising: groaning instead of yesterday's screaming. Fingers crossed.
We were thinking this might be ongoing teething, and while Daddy P and I swear her gums look more swollen and on the verge of something... well, a comparison shot really doesn't support such a claim... Alas... Can't blame her grumpiness on teething afterall.
The nanny search continues. It is down to Katherine, who we loved and Paul is excited to eat the pastries of (she is going to culinary school at night), and Milena, a woman that the other couple interviewed and really liked. Hopefully we'll get to meet her tomorrow. Juggling childcare has been really tricky this week and I'm eager to find someone so that our lives can calm down a bit. I'm interviewing a "babysitter" tomorrow, too, just to have someone who call fill in (potentially) and do date-nights.
Ah the moaning has ended. Thank goodness. That translates into 45 minutes of Mamacita time. Praise heavens.
We were thinking this might be ongoing teething, and while Daddy P and I swear her gums look more swollen and on the verge of something... well, a comparison shot really doesn't support such a claim... Alas... Can't blame her grumpiness on teething afterall.
The nanny search continues. It is down to Katherine, who we loved and Paul is excited to eat the pastries of (she is going to culinary school at night), and Milena, a woman that the other couple interviewed and really liked. Hopefully we'll get to meet her tomorrow. Juggling childcare has been really tricky this week and I'm eager to find someone so that our lives can calm down a bit. I'm interviewing a "babysitter" tomorrow, too, just to have someone who call fill in (potentially) and do date-nights.
Ah the moaning has ended. Thank goodness. That translates into 45 minutes of Mamacita time. Praise heavens.
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